Smile-if you can.
All this is, is a collection of bones, a selection of forms filling space.
Nothing special, nothing more than an image, sunken solid onto the concrete.
I've created this all.
My face will never mirror what is sunken below my flesh.
Eyes do only but deceive.
Your direction less interest doesn't satisfy me,and it never will.
I value intelligence, integrity, passion, and authenticity.
If you have none of which, don't even bother.
I fear change, and I'm rarely ever satisfied
Everything you say, can and will be held against you.
This is my game, and I play it well.
And to live, you must walk in the blood that you bleed.
You have learned nothing.
I've painted my whole life with my own shattered fingers.
I live a promise.
I have obtained this picture, it is my own.
And no one else's.